I tell you, it has been a weird week people. Last Monday I got great news: the tumors are shrinking. Cue the happy dance and glee, right? Right! Of course: frolicking and toasts commenced. Celebration. WOO HOO! Period. It is a relief, a breath of hope, a change in trajectory. It is good with an ache in the word. I’m grateful. I’m amazed, and I...

As I’ve been a cancer patient over the years, I think my scanxiety has gotten less with time. That’s not because news about cancer growth gets easier — because it doesn’t get easier; it probably gets harder, actually — but there is a routine and a familiarity to the process that make it more absorbable. The best analogy I can think of...